Rocking to tunes of musical perfection, tasting their savory
sounds, exploding colors adding their seasonings, filling me
fully with senses of an interior heart and soul.
Genuine and totally in tune with my spiritual interior life,
placid and gentle, searching forever for the laughter that
comes in and out of this innate intellect.
Just seeing the causes of ideas and thoughts that continue
to perfect themselves through an interior knowledge, letting
musical interludes perfect each measure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem